Tuesday, June 10, 2014


Long hair
Short hair
Curly little mess.

Dark eyes
Light eyes
I love them all the best.

Long snout
Short snout
Smushed little face.

Pointy ears
Floppy ears
You stumble full of grace.

Short and stubby
Long and curly
Your tail tells all the tales.

Loud bark
Quiet bark 
Screechy little yip!

White teeth
Pointy teeth
All smiles no nip.

Soft and silky
course and rough
I will pet you all the same.

Stick fetching
or just plain boring.

 I love every single solitary one.

And everyone loves me. 

Tuesday, June 3, 2014


You shot someone today,
And she looked just like me
You heard the crack
Before I felt the snap of myself.

You cut me to the quick!
The granite stillness of my limbs
The silent croaking chill.

You used me and you destroyed me for a muse.

I could applaud her for her achievement
Though it ends in my bereavement

It failed its assignment.
You heart, the cursed thing,
It only sorrows bring. 

Monday, March 10, 2014

Lone Heart

The pale rosy glow
Of winter’s cruel cold
Elegantly paints you skin.

Though I stand by
Heart in my throat, at the sight
My eyes proceed to roam.

Too entrances to leave,
Too embarrassed to stare.
My hands, ah! How they tremble.
Is it discernable? Aye, I fear it so,
My girlish blush betrays me.

My knees turn to butter
My thighs do quake,
I fear they can’t hold my weight.

With sentence half finished.
Heart too full, my hunger unyielding
I turn away.

Though my body does exit
your exquisite presents
my heart and my mind remain.

With sighs un-uttered,
And desires un-gained
I let my lone heart

Erode away. 

Monday, March 3, 2014

If You Are

I don’t know where you are
If you are
The thought of you brings me up.

I don’t know who your are
Where you are
The thought of you tears me down.

How can someone I have never met
Bring me so much pain.
If you don’t exist I will cease to be

But if you continue to be out of my life
I shall not know how to be.

I don’t even know the color of your eyes
The sound of your voice
Or the sight of your face
But you are what keeps me breathing.

And I don’t know where you are
If you are
The thought of you brings me up.

Or tears me down.

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Public Schools

Little soldiers one, by, one,
Sand, in, line,
No-one thinking,
No-one hearing,
One, by, one.

Little pencils
Stand erect, at the teacher’s desk,
No-one thinking
No-one caring,
One, by, one.

Hearts are crushed,
Dreams are dust,
No hu-man-ity,
No-one caring,
No-one seeing,

One, by, one. 

Monday, January 13, 2014

What to do..what did I do?

Another year has come and gone, and I'm not quite sure what I did to spend the time. I know I was busy all year, but I feel as if I have nothing to show for it. I guess that means I'm an unsatisfied creature by nature. But at the same time I feel as if there is some validity to my feeling, as if I've done noting of worth all year. If you were take a picture of my situation now, and compare it to that of the beginning of last year, I'm afraid there would not be that much of a difference.

  • I'm not working regularly.
  • The books I wrote aren't selling.
  • I'm still in junior college.
  • I live with my family.
  • I love my dog.
  • I love my family (yes, in that order).

This leaves me wondering whether or not I made any good choices last year. However, when I decided to look deeper, it's starts to look a little better.

Last year I:

  • Made the choice to pursue acting and modeling. I made connections and money in acting, and I met a lot of people that I now consider to be friends. I had no such luck with modeling.
  • Worked a seasonal job at a clothing store. I made some money and one friend doing that.
  • I finished my second year of studying French at my junior college and have since then made it my goal to travel to France this summer. 
  • I took and aced the last math class I will ever have to take in my life. 
  • I published another book. 
  • I doubled to tripled the work experience I had on both my acting and my regular resume in one year.
I suppose with these two lists in mind, I have to decided which one is the most important and that will help me focus my energy for the upcoming year, and maybe that first list will start to get a little shorter than last year.